Fault Line

Eliot Morris

Compositor: Eliot Morris

The King whose crown is confusion
Confidently surrounds himself in illusion
So completely so
I've come to just this conclusion

That under us a faultline
Patiently waits for the right time
Open your eyes to the signs

I hope you know we all are disappointed
I'd like to meet with this god you think anointed you
Please pecil in my appointment
Preferrably this evening
Just as the sun starts retreating
Hurry my hearts bleeding

Ooohhh I want to scream
With the strength of a thousand voices
I want to bleed that my life
Might affect some choices

I need some silence this noise is
Growing loud among us
Clouding our thoughts God protect us
Some things can not be bought

I've seen the crowds like a mother
Embrace the madness
I've seen our actions as authors
Of so much sadness so

I'm seeking sunlight in darkness
And though I think I've found some
God only knows of the outcome
I'm praying we'll all live as one

Ooohhh
I know the words I'm speaking
Give no solution
And critics sleep in the blankets
Of disillusion still

I've come to just this conclusion

That under us a faultline
Patiently waits for the right time
Open your eyes to the signs

Yeah... open your eyes to the signs...

open your eyes